This little head injury of Mabel’s caused the most hysteria I think I’ve ever witnessed from my little boys. Evidently, Job picked up a large piece of gravel to throw and as he released it, Mabel stepped into the rock’s path. I walked outside just as Jonny was carrying her inside with a sobbing Job following behind. Silas, who shares my issues with the sight of blood had run into the woods. Afraid, and waiting for Jonny to clean Mabel up and assess the damage, I sat down on the couch to comfort Job who was absolutely beside himself. I hugged him and told him that Mabel was going to be fine (reassuring myself in the process) and he replied, “I popped her eyeball!” And then a fresh wave of wails began. I promised him that he hadn’t and then nervously headed to the bathroom to see for myself. Jonny told me that she would need stitches (but her eyeball was fine), so I started preparing to leave. In the meantime, Silas came back inside and was met by Job who said something that caused Silas to start screaming hysterically and race upstairs to bombard himself in his bedroom. At the time, we didn’t know what Job had said to evoke such a reaction. Later I learned that he had told him that Mabel was covered in blood, was going to need hundreds of stitches and was going to the hospital. Once Mabel was cleaned up and ready to go, she joined Job on the couch where she informed him that she didn’t love him anymore. More tears. So many tears. Thankfully, before we left she had forgiven him, and Job’s happiness was restored.
I didn’t take Mabel to the hospital, but to the walk-in clinic down the road. She didn’t need stitches but was patched up with glue instead, to everyone’s relief. Mabel joins Beatrix in the glued up head injury club and Larkspur is hoping never to share that honor.
You probably didn’t notice the little hole in our couch, but in case you did and wondered about it, don’t worry. I patched it up with special brown duck tape (in five places) and it looks great: hardly noticeable. Job is disappointed because he can’t climb inside the biggest hole anymore, but we do have standards around here. The couch has got to look good, and now it does.
In less bloody news, I dyed a stack of cotton velvet with natural dyes planning to make a garland of little mushrooms. The pattern is in the Forest issue of Making magazine and is the reason I purchased it. These little mushrooms are so adorable. I ended up making a handful for gifts last month and still haven’t gotten back around to that garland, but I will.
I got together with some girlfriend’s recently and my friend Bethany mentioned all the puzzles I’ve been working on lately. She told me, “I have dial-up internet, and each photo loads very slowly.” All that waiting for… “Oh! It’s another puzzle.” I’m slightly embarrassed, but I can’t promise that I will stop. I have slowed down as is necessary with most obsessions. I can hardly sit around working on jigsaw puzzles all day.
I’m not the only one with a jigsaw puzzle issue. Lately, my kids have one going most of the time as well.
Their favorites are Charles Wysocki 300 piece puzzles. This one is adorable.
Enough puzzles. Here’s some knitting. It’s just a ribbed hat, and not all that exciting. Jonny needs a new hat and this is a good basic pattern. I’m ready to start decreasing and that’s a relief.
(Playing school. Job was the teacher. This must have been some sort of nature study, a subject we don’t typically do in a formal way, but it happens nonetheless.)
This was a fun puzzle.
Beatrix knit her first hat, complete with a ribbed brim. She has since added a pompom, and it’s adorable.
I wish there was a nice tidy way to close this rambling post, but there isn’t! My days are quite full, and I am happy if not exhausted at the end of each day. I hope you are as well (happy but not necessarily exhausted)!